671: "Tai Ri Tian"

"Soul-Rending Hou Roar!"

Invisible sound waves instantly tore through the air! Space itself distorted!

That was no ordinary sound wave, but a terrifying attack that directly targeted the Divine Soul!

An angry strike from a Late Void Refining Stage Peak Demon King was enough to instantly shatter the Divine Soul of an ordinary Spirit Transformation Cultivator and heavily injure a Void Refining Early Stage!

Facing this terrifying blow that would make even Li Canglan and Tu Wanxiong stand on high alert, Yao Delong didn't even knit his brows!

He simply tapped his storage ring!

"Buzz—!"

Nine Flying Swords of various colors, glowing with radiant light and emitting an incomparably sharp Sword Intent, instantly surrounded him! The swords chimed clearly, and Sword Qi crisscrossed!

Lesser Immortal Slaying Sword Formation! Formed in an instant!

A profound Sword Domain composed of nine Heaven-Grade Weapon Flying Swords firmly protected everyone from the Yin Yang Sect within!

Rip—!

That violent Soul-Rending Hou Roar slammed into the Sword Domain's light barrier, like a red-hot iron piercing into cold ice,

producing a piercing grinding sound, and the space rippled violently!

However, that seemingly thin Sword Domain light barrier was indestructible; it only shook slightly before neutralizing the Divine Soul attack, which was powerful enough to shake mountains, into nothingness!

Calm and unruffled!

Not even a corner of Yao Delong's clothes fluttered!

"What?!"

"Hiss—!"

The entire field fell silent! Then, an unbelievable sound of people sucking in cold air erupted!

A Perfected Spirit Transformation Stage using a sword formation to head-on resist the Divine Soul attack of a Late Void Refining Stage Peak Demon King? And unscathed?!

Is... is he even human?! Li Canglan's pupils constricted sharply, and the veins on the back of his hand gripping his sword hilt bulged!

Tu Wanxiong' eyelids twitched wildly; the slight contempt in his heart completely vanished, replaced by deep wariness and a hint of... dread!

He finally understood why Old Black Mu had fallen! This kid was incredibly sinister!

The Sky-Splitting Demon King himself was stunned! His angry strike should have shaken the Divine Soul of even a Void Refinement Mid-stage! This kid... how is it possible?!

"Roar—!" He was furious to the point of madness, his Yao Power surging wildly as he prepared to use his true killing move at any cost!

Just then—

Buzz!!!

In the center of Burial Dragon Valley, that massive rainbow-colored spatial vortex suddenly erupted with blinding light!

An even more ancient and vast aura, seemingly from the primordial era, crashed outward!

Space distorted violently, and the light barrier at the entrance became extremely unstable, like ripples on water!

"The Secret Realm is opening!!"

"Charge!!"

Someone shouted, acting like a spark in a powder keg!

All Cultivators and Yao Race members instantly boiled over, no longer caring about the spectacle, and rushed frantically toward the opening Secret Realm entrance like a bursting flood!

Countless streaks of light vied to be first, and the scene instantly became chaotic to the extreme!

The terrifying Yao Power gathered by the Sky-Splitting Demon King suddenly stalled!

He looked at the about-to-open Secret Realm entrance, then at Yao Delong, who stood with his hands behind his back inside the sword formation with a mocking smile on his lips.

His blood-red eyes were filled with heaven-towering hatred, yet mixed with a hint of surprise and wariness.

"Humph! Kid! Consider yourself lucky!" The Sky-Splitting Demon King forcibly suppressed the urge to tear the other apart immediately, his voice like a cold wind from the nine netherworlds.

"Don't let this king run into you in the Secret Realm! Otherwise... Hehe..."

His lecherous blood-red eyes greedily swept over Han Yun and Liu Ruyan behind Yao Delong once more, and he licked his lips.

"...And these two little beauties beside you, this king will take them both!"

Leaving behind those harsh words, the Sky-Splitting Demon King stayed no longer, turning into a violent blood-colored demonic wind and leading his subordinate Great Demons to charge into the Secret Realm entrance first!

Not until that terrifying aura disappeared into the Secret Realm entrance's light barrier did Han Yun's tense body relax.

Her hand gripping Yao Delong's Daoist robe loosened, her palm soaked in cold sweat.

The gaze she turned toward Yao Delong held not only her previous gratitude and curiosity but also an indescribable sense of shock and security!

A Soul Transformation blocking a Void Refining Peak? This simply subverted her understanding!

Meanwhile, Liu Ruyan, standing beside Yao Delong, had a completely different light shining in her purple eyes.

She tilted up her exquisite face and leaned in close to Yao Delong, her breath like orchids, carrying a hint of girlish cunning and ambiguous inquiry.

She asked in a low voice, "Junior Brother Yao~ That 'teddy'... what exactly is it? Hearing you call him a red-haired teddy sounds quite interesting?"

Yao Delong looked at Liu Ruyan's face, which was inches away and wore a playful smile, and her watery purple eyes; his mood also relaxed.

He laughed heartily, his voice not loud but enough for the nearby Elders and Han Yun to hear, carrying a bit of banter:

"Senior Sister might not know. This is a breed of mortal dog I heard about in a small mortal realm while I was traveling."

"A mortal dog?" Liu Ruyan blinked, becoming even more interested.

"Then couldn't you have just called him a dog? Why call him a teddy?"

"Ah, Senior Sister, that's where you're mistaken!"

Yao Delong's smile widened as he intentionally raised his voice slightly, ensuring that certain beings with excellent 'hearing' could hear him.

"This kind of teddy dog has a resounding nickname: 'Tai Ri Tian'!"

"'Tai Ri Tian'? That nickname... sounds quite domineering?" Liu Ruyan looked puzzled.

"Domineering?" Yao Delong nodded solemnly.

"It's incredibly domineering! It's said that this dog has boundless energy; it fucks the sky, fucks the earth, and fucks the air. In three hundred and sixty-five days a year, it can be in heat for three hundred and sixty-six days!

At every moment, it's thinking about that business! Seeing that Sky-Splitting Hou's fiery temper and blood-red eyes, I'm afraid he might also be in... cough... 'mating season'?"

"Pfft!"

"Hahahaha!"

As soon as Yao Delong finished speaking, the Pill Cloud Peak Elders who were eavesdropping and the surrounding Yin Yang Sect Disciples could no longer hold it in and burst into thunderous laughter!

Especially that line 'in heat for three hundred and sixty-six days in three hundred and sixty-five days'—it was simply brilliant!

Liu Ruyan laughed so hard she trembled like a flower in the wind, her face turning red. She gave Yao Delong a mock-annoyed glare and chided:

"Junior Brother! You... you... always saying such nonsense!" But in her tone, there wasn't a hint of blame, only a shy and playful smile.

"ROAR!!! Yao Delong!!!"

A roar suppressed to the extreme, seemingly squeezed out from between teeth, filled with boundless rage and humiliation,

suddenly vibrated out from the blood-colored demonic wind that had just disappeared into the Secret Realm entrance!

Clearly, the Sky-Splitting Demon King's super-hearing had allowed him to hear every single word of Yao Delong's 'explanation'!

The hatred in that roar was so deep that even all the water in the four seas could hardly wash it away!

Yao Delong didn't care at all. He waved his hand to put away the Lesser Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, his gaze suddenly becoming sharp and profound as he looked at the boiling Secret Realm entrance:

"Alright, jokes aside. It's time for business."

"Everyone, follow me into the Secret Realm! We shall seize the Treasure Pills! If any blind 'teddy' gets in our way..."

A cold arc curled at the corner of his mouth.

"...We'll kill the dog and take its core!"

Yao Delong's cold words carried an unquestionable will.

He no longer hesitated. His Profound Star Daoist Robe fluttered without wind as he took the lead, turning into a streak of light,

Entangling the Yin Yang Sect members， He charged headlong into the distorted, boiling, seven-colored spatial vortex.！